I grew up being afraid of practically everything - heights, dark, being alone, flying, public speaking, and (probably the biggest) water - and large toothy things that live in water. I even failed a semester of PE in high school because I wouldn't put my face in the pool. I was so timid that my nickname was "Mousie." I always knew that everyone was laughing at me because I was afraid of the world and that only made me that much worse. When I was in college, I decided that I'd had enough. I started by forcing myself to take a speech class and then move on to speech competitions. Flying still creeps me out but it's the only convenient way to get from one distant place to another but the worst trip was trying to steel my nerves to make a trip to Hong Kong the day after the Russians shot down Flight 007 out of Anchorage into Seoul on Korean Airlines. We were booked on the same flight, the crew were all wearing black mourning bands. It was too spooky for words. But we got there. I figured if I could get my legs to walk onto that plane that my flying fears would be over. Of course they're not, but at least now I don't have to take Valium before I fly. Of course I still can't get on a ladder. I finally got over my fear of darkness and being alone after my husband started taking a night class and I nearly went crazy for the firt few weeks. Gradually it just went away. Now he travels as much as 46 weeks a year, so I have to be alone and I rarely even think about it any more. Then there was the big one - water. The first time my husband tried to take me snorkeling, I had a panic attack and had to go straight back to shore. But he REALLY wanted to take up scuba diving as a hobby. I figured that I at least owed it to him to try we had been through a lot together,(especially after I was diagnosed with MS) and he had always been totally supportive. I didn't think I would ever get through the class, but somehow, bit by bit, with a very patient instructor, i got my certification. A year later I got my divemaster card - I'm probably the only divemaster in the world who fulfilled their swimming qualification by doing 32 lengths of elemetary backstroke because I wouldn't put my face in the water without my scuba gear. Then we got to the things with big teeth. It's hard to find good places to scuba that aren't inhabited by sharks. We managed nicely for a couple of years but then were in the Bahamas the night before one of my 40+ birthdays and I decided that it was time to take a "shark dive" where you sit on the ocean floor and watch a professional shark feeder. I almost couldn't make myself get in the water but, then, I didn't want to look like an idiot either, so overboard I went. It was awesome! It was like watching an underwater ballet. The sharks were only interested in what was in the bait can. They were totally nonthreatening and ignored us completely. it was a life changing experience. A few years later I decided that I wanted to teach classes about sharks so that other people would understand them better. i went back to the Bahamas. The night before the class, I started to freak. My husband said that if I wanted, we could just spend a few days diving and go back home, no one would have to know about the class as we hadn't told anyone what we were doing. But I knew I would never be able to live with myself if I gave up without trying. So I spent 5 days in chainmail learning to take fish out of a bait can and hand them off to a group of 20-30 large, hungry sharks. I did have one fracture my kneecap in her zealousness to get the fish, but they never tried to bite. I even got to kiss one on the head - never on the lips! I have now educated over 3000 people about these magnificent and misunderstood creatures.
The point of all this is that, although I will always have fears, you can get over them if you just work on them little by little, the best way you can. I really believe that people have an inner strength that they will only discover when the start pushing their limits, even if it's just a millimeter at a time. You'll never know til you try and when you succeed, which you eventually will, your potential to enjoy life will be unlimited. After all, if "Mousie" can do it, anybody can! Good luck to all of you. Jeanne